In Chautauqua, N. Y., under the sedate ministrations of the Chautauqua Institution, U. S. culture has flourished at its most earnest, its most uplifting, for nearly 70 summers. One day last week, Chautauquans cocked quizzical ears at the Miller Tower,* whose chimes are best known for Sunday morning hymn tunes. The chimes pealed. Oh, Johnny and Chinatown, My Chinatown. The pealer was impish, deft-fingered, blind Pianist Alec Templeton, who is equally good at Bach, boogie-woogie, musical satire, improvisation. Pianist Templeton, awakened that morning by the chimes, had asked leave to get back at...
Music: Templeton in Chautauqua
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